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Snyder's modus operandi. He'd used the cover of a bartender on many of his ops, usually at a beach resort or tourist town. Lahaina, Maui fit both descriptions. It was what he knew, and humans were creatures of habit. When threatened or out of their elements, they reverted back to what they knew. He couldn't leave the country. NASSD had a trace on all the airports at all times as a normal course of business. And with the metal in his system, he'd set off all the detectors. After 9/11 every airport had ridiculously tight security.
But they weren't tracking cruise ships.
Some of the white beach sand clung to him as he jogged his way to the beachside pool. Every step toward her made her heart spasm in crazy time. He approached her in record time. Oh God. OhGodOhGod . What should she do? Pretend to not see him? Continue to gawk? Run?
The way the sun glistened off the sugary sand made her spike her brow. Oh, mama. She didn't have the power to look away. Her body tensed with every step he took, drawing him closer, and drawing her deeper into lust. She wanted so badly to ask him if he'd rub some oil on her back. He'd agree, and she'd make up some excuse to stay by his side until death do they part.
Earth to Charis. He was nothing more to her than a mark. She couldn't afford to let personal feelings get in the way of her objective. Damn it. She would have loved to get to know him on a more personal level.
Maybe someday. But not today. Today she needed to focus on bringing the target home. Once she delivered him to HQ, maybe he'd ask her to dinner. They'd share their appetizer, and then share dessert horizontal. Her nipples puckered in agreement.
She lowered herself onto a nearby lounge chair so she now faced him and dropped her bag on the ground next to her. The sun felt good against her skin and she sighed as she lifted her chin to bask in the rays. She loved to bake in the sun. If her family would loosen its grip on her and how close all the kids needed to live, she'd move to Maui and never look back. David didn't have it so bad here.
She shook out of her shirt and leaned back. Her nerves felt raw as she drew in several breaths to remain calm. She could do this.
Closing her eyes, she sighed again and tried to relax, allowing the warmth of the rays to soothe her, to regenerate her. Now this was much better than her stuffy office at ICE. She imagined herself succeeding in this mission, bringing David back to Seattle with her. A smile bubbled up and planted itself firmly across her face. Ah, no more endless reference checks. No more sitting in a van on never-ending surveillance ops. Success meant not only would her brother's transfer from ICE to NASSD be permanent, Charis would press for that promotion her director had been teasing her with.
Her smile widened.
A thought popped into her head, causing her smile to falter. As soon as she worked up her nerve, she'd have to find a way to make small talk with him. And then, once she had his full attention, she'd have to figure out how to slip in the fact that NASSD had sent her to bring him back to Seattle.
Would he get on the plane with her? Would the elusive ex-agent concede to her and go peacefully? A slight whimper of impatience escaped her lips. She knew exactly how he'd respond.
Of course he wouldn't go without a fight. He'd probably throw her into the pool and tell her where to go once she got out. He would then disappear.
And in turn, she would be screwed.
Maybe she should just go and get it over with. Special Director Weber had been calling her every day this week wanting a status on her progress. She wasn't on vacation, he reminded her three times already. Charis took in the sun and its warming rays. She may not be on vacation, but nothing in the rulebook said she couldn't enjoy an extra minute or two while on an op in Maui. She should know.
Okay, a
But they weren't tracking cruise ships.
Some of the white beach sand clung to him as he jogged his way to the beachside pool. Every step toward her made her heart spasm in crazy time. He approached her in record time. Oh God. OhGodOhGod . What should she do? Pretend to not see him? Continue to gawk? Run?
The way the sun glistened off the sugary sand made her spike her brow. Oh, mama. She didn't have the power to look away. Her body tensed with every step he took, drawing him closer, and drawing her deeper into lust. She wanted so badly to ask him if he'd rub some oil on her back. He'd agree, and she'd make up some excuse to stay by his side until death do they part.
Earth to Charis. He was nothing more to her than a mark. She couldn't afford to let personal feelings get in the way of her objective. Damn it. She would have loved to get to know him on a more personal level.
Maybe someday. But not today. Today she needed to focus on bringing the target home. Once she delivered him to HQ, maybe he'd ask her to dinner. They'd share their appetizer, and then share dessert horizontal. Her nipples puckered in agreement.
She lowered herself onto a nearby lounge chair so she now faced him and dropped her bag on the ground next to her. The sun felt good against her skin and she sighed as she lifted her chin to bask in the rays. She loved to bake in the sun. If her family would loosen its grip on her and how close all the kids needed to live, she'd move to Maui and never look back. David didn't have it so bad here.
She shook out of her shirt and leaned back. Her nerves felt raw as she drew in several breaths to remain calm. She could do this.
Closing her eyes, she sighed again and tried to relax, allowing the warmth of the rays to soothe her, to regenerate her. Now this was much better than her stuffy office at ICE. She imagined herself succeeding in this mission, bringing David back to Seattle with her. A smile bubbled up and planted itself firmly across her face. Ah, no more endless reference checks. No more sitting in a van on never-ending surveillance ops. Success meant not only would her brother's transfer from ICE to NASSD be permanent, Charis would press for that promotion her director had been teasing her with.
Her smile widened.
A thought popped into her head, causing her smile to falter. As soon as she worked up her nerve, she'd have to find a way to make small talk with him. And then, once she had his full attention, she'd have to figure out how to slip in the fact that NASSD had sent her to bring him back to Seattle.
Would he get on the plane with her? Would the elusive ex-agent concede to her and go peacefully? A slight whimper of impatience escaped her lips. She knew exactly how he'd respond.
Of course he wouldn't go without a fight. He'd probably throw her into the pool and tell her where to go once she got out. He would then disappear.
And in turn, she would be screwed.
Maybe she should just go and get it over with. Special Director Weber had been calling her every day this week wanting a status on her progress. She wasn't on vacation, he reminded her three times already. Charis took in the sun and its warming rays. She may not be on vacation, but nothing in the rulebook said she couldn't enjoy an extra minute or two while on an op in Maui. She should know.
Okay, a
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